1745: C1745 Asthenia Unnourished

C1745 Asthenia Unnourished

0If he didn't drink the medicinal food, he couldn't just hold her mouth and pour it in.

Jiang Xin was so happy that she felt like there was nothing she could do.

She refused to give up, and when the family sat down to dinner, she had the soup served again.

This time, she didn't press him to drink.

Rather, in front of Madam Lu, he first explained the numerous effects of the medicinal cuisine. He also explained how much time and effort she had put into cooking this medicinal cuisine.

In the end, she smiled and said, "Mom, drink more. I took a lot of effort to get this recipe from the Jiang family. It really is good for your health."

Madam Lu smelled the medicinal fragrance wafting from the bowl and nodded her head. "Alright, I'm glad for that."

However, there wasn't much joy on his face.

Jiang Xinyi's face stiffened as she clenched her teeth and swallowed her anger.

In the heart of this old pious grandpa, no matter how hard she worked, the medicinal food she cooked couldn't compare to the medicinal tea she would brew, right?

After watching Madam Lu drink a mouthful, Jiang Xinyi turned her head and looked at him, "Sister-in-law, since mother has already drunk her whole cup, don't tell me you're not going to give me face?"

If he was a bit speechless.

She might not be able to understand human language as her sister-in-law.

Even if he said that he wouldn't drink it, he wouldn't drink it. Why would he be so conflicted over it?

Don't you find it annoying?

"Eldest Sister-in-Law, this medicinal soup is rather cold, it really isn't suitable for me to drink while I'm preparing!" If she was somewhat helpless and sighed, "Preparing for pregnancy is a long process of adjustment, interrupting it in the middle and then having to start over again. I can't think of starting again tomorrow every time, can I?"

"You're going to have children?" When Madam Lu heard this, she was immediately overjoyed.

His tone was full of surprise, and his attention was diverted by what he said.

If he was happy enough to chat with Madam Lu, "Yes, I've been preparing for quite some time. I hope that I'll have a healthy child next year."

The Lu family had not added population for a long time, and Madam Lu had her own principles. No matter how much she wanted to carry her grandson, she would never force her child to have freedom in this area.

Now that she heard that if she took the initiative to have a child, she was naturally happy. Madam Lu pulled on the child and carefully shared the pregnancy experience.

Even Master Lu was overjoyed, occasionally interrupting with a few words.

If you listen carefully, the bowl of soup is pushed far away.

Jiang Xin was extremely happy. She really wanted to pour the soup directly into that mouth of hers.

However, she could only think.

Putting Lu Chengchuan aside, she was unable to handle the situation. The other members of the Lu family weren't easy to deal with.

Looking for an opening to chat with the two of them, she interrupted: "What's the difference if you drink once and a half? Moreover, my medicinal food is good for the body, maybe it can help? "

If he smiled at her, he didn't say anything.

"It doesn't matter if she's healthy or not, it's better for unpregnant women to eat less cold food." Madam Lu said, "Even though it's a supplement, there are still some people who aren't able to make up for it, no?"

Jiang Xinyi refused to give up. "Mom —"

"Little Guo is a doctor herself. She knows better than all of us what kind of nutrition her body needs. Since she said she can't drink it, then just let her be." Madam Lu gave her a nonchalant glance.1

Jiang Xin was so happy that she immediately shut her mouth.

He could not continue to pester her, or else he would arouse Madam Lu's suspicions.

Jiang Xinyi finished her meal, holding in her anger.

The whole family sat in the living room for a short while before Lu Zihao secretly winked at her, hinting that she should find an opportunity to leave early.

After which, Lu Zihao left the living room.

If she glanced at him, there was no response.

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